Answer:
Man walks over, and man swims under. In times of war, it can be burned asunder. What is it?
I never was, am always to be. No one ever saw me, nor ever will. And yet I am the confidence of all, To live and breath on this terrestrial ball.
Bright as diamonds, Loud as thunder, Never still, A thing of wonder.
What goes through a door but never goes in. And never comes out?
What do people want the least on their hands?
What is so fragile that saying its name breaks it?